Chapter 522 Can’t Identify Blood Type? Find the Boss to Show Up

Identify blood type.

Identify blood types according to human classification standards.

Identify a completely new blood type.

Viscount Sebesh and his friends looked at each other, and their expressions became serious without realizing it. New blood type? A new method of classifying blood discovered by humans?

A human being is actually ahead of the blood race in researching blood?

This is impossible! Theoretically, there should be no race that understands blood better than the great Vampire Race!

"How do you know for sure it's a different type?"

It was still Viscount Sebesh who asked the question first. Gretel spread his hands, and the skeleton nurse turned around and went out. Soon, she brought the latest issue of "Ordinary Magician's Monthly", one copy for each person, and distributed them one by one.

Experimental ideas, experimental process, experimental results, how to calculate, and name the four blood types based on the calculation results. The writing is smooth, the thinking is clear, and the logic is so rigorous that it is irrefutable.

The noble princes of the blood clan exchanged glances again. Then, Grete saw the leader, Viscount Sebesh, take a deep breath and reveal a somewhat forced, even tragic smile.

"Come and try it!"

Concentrate your full attention!

Show your greatest strength!

Blood quality and other things must not be lost to humans!

Grete smiled victoriously.

With a wave of her hand, the skeleton nurse picked up the velvet-padded tray and presented four standard blood samples to the vampires:

"This is the original type I. This is the original type II. This is type III. This is type IV. Please taste and remember carefully first, and then we will try to identify..."

After half a night, the noble princes of the blood race had green faces and pale lips. Even when the bright red blood was brought in front of them, they had no appetite and even started to retching.

"Can't tell the difference..."

"What the hell is going on with this [blood type]..."

"The tastes are all different...the smoothness of the taste and the aroma are all different. There is no way to sum up what they have in common!"

"Otherwise... let's go back and ask the Marquis?"

A group of young vampires left hastily. In the early morning of that day, before the white light showed in the east, the leader of the vampire delegation, Marquis Tergu, was dragged up just as he was about to go to bed:

"Lord Marquis! Look at these blood samples... what do they have in common? Why can't we taste them?"

Marquis Turgu yawned sleepily, but he couldn't stop them. ——There is no way. Although Viscount Sebesh is only a viscount, he is a direct descendant of a duke. He has a strong background...

The title of a vampire is directly linked to their power level. According to the information in the council, they have a demigod who sleeps all year round;

Five or six dukes, roughly equivalent to the legendary level;

The strength of the Marquis basically fluctuates between human levels 15 to 18;

The earl is about level 10 to 14. As for Viscount Sebesh, in terms of combat effectiveness, it is generally equivalent to human levels 5 to 9.

Therefore, Grete, a level 5 magician with a legendary teacher as his teacher, was sent to receive Viscount Sebesh, which was just right in every aspect.

As for the descendants of high-level vampires, as long as they practice peacefully and do not seek death, they will generally reach the next level of their parents as time goes by. In other words, Viscount Sebesh's future has almost been locked in the status of marquis.

"So what kind of blood sample is it? Let me have a taste..."

Half an hour later, Marquis Turgu tasted the diluted blood in the crystal cup - the kind that contains two drops of hemoglobin in 5 ml of normal saline... and fell into deep thought.

"My lord, what do you think?"

"Is there any result?"

"Or at least a direction?"

"Emmm...let me think about it...by the way, what's the name of that magician? Make arrangements, I want to see him."

The request from the head of the negotiating team spread quickly. At ten o'clock that morning, Grete, who had stayed up all night to receive the vampires and was still sleeping with his quilt in his arms, was pulled over with a confused look on his face.

"So what did you do again?"

Archmage Grom looked at him with a pair of dark circles under his eyes. As a regular triennial diplomatic meeting of the Parliament, the review meeting naturally assumes the important task of this trade negotiation. It is only natural that Black Crow Swamp is responsible for connecting with the Vampires.

So Archmage Grom was extremely busy. In this multilateral negotiation, a 16th-level great magician is responsible for sitting in charge and assuming the etiquette reciprocal obligations; the 13th to 14th-level review committee members are responsible for controlling the direction of the negotiation; a group of around 10th-level magicians are responsible for the specific dialogue; 7 Level 8 people are running around delivering information and writing documents...

If Marquis Turgu has any needs or wants to see someone, it is natural that he should report to him.

Then, the Archmage tragically discovered that Gretel didn't know any more than he did.

"Okay, you can rest here for a while and then think about what you need to bring. Let's go there tonight!"

Gretel: "..."

So you asked me to come here just to catch up on my sleep at your place? Does this mean "if your posture is wrong, you will fall back asleep when you get up"?

Fortunately, okay, now that you have come to the Archmage, you need to bring blood samples, blood coagulation materials, boxes engraved with blood coagulation magic, etc., so you can collect the Black Crow Swamp Wool. Gretel hugged the quilt and smiled vaguely.

In order to ensure safety, Archmage Grom personally took action and accompanied Gretel to the mission's residence. Far away, I heard a commotion inside:

"There is no way a pound of Star Spirit Grass costs 3 gold coins! Last year it only cost 15 gold coins!"

"No! There's a severe drought this year! There hasn't been a drop of rain around Moldo Peak yet! Unless it's sold for 30 gold coins, no one will go to the mountain to collect herbs!"

"One pound of mithril for 5 ounces of unicorn blood? Are you kidding me? Who doesn't know that your mithril production has doubled!"

"It's not enough even if it's doubled! If it weren't for your strong demands, the archmages would have snatched up all the mithril production in minutes!"

"Five blood slaves can only exchange for one nest of shadow lizard eggs? That's too much!"

"What's too much! At last year's auction, a nest of Shadow Lizard eggs was exchanged for three Shining Sisters!"

Dwarves, barbarians, orcs, and vampires were all noisy and shouting. From time to time, I heard "bang" and "crash", and with a punch, a table fell apart. Archmage Grom shrugged nonchalantly:

"This is what negotiation looks like..."

Gretel looked at him in admiration. No, I just discovered that you put several missions' locations together?

That would be too convenient for the council to lower prices!

The attendant informed them to come in, and almost immediately, the group of them was invited to the Marquis of Tergu. The Marquis was dressed in a rich robe embroidered with gold and inlaid with treasures. He had two dark circles under his eyes and looked at Grete playfully:

"I heard that you discovered a new way to identify blood? Do you want us to help improve it? - So, what do you think this blood type means to the vampires?"

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